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Shedding the Light
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2025-01-03 10:42:52*Canaan*
I trace Bexley’s movement to the door and see what she’s about to do. Cursing under my breath, I take preventative measures and scramble through the door behind my desk that leads to another office just as the room is bathed in bright light. Moving quickly is difficult when I’ve been sitting for so long, but necessity increased my speed, and I just manage to get my tale through the door when she flips the light switch.
Had I underestimated her at all, I’d still be sitting at that desk, and she’d be running from the castle in horror. Thankfully, I’ve figured out who Bexley is already, and I know never to trust her.
“Where did he go?” I hear her whisper as she takes a few more steps around the office. I silently slip the lock into place and hope she doesn’t have some other means of forcing her way into the room.
She doesn’t even approach my desk again. I hear her over by the
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